No Apocalypse

War seems to have frazzled the punks. That’s an unusual turn of events considering punk is the subculture that gave us the phrases”let’s have a war,” “let’s start a war,” “war on 45,” “my war,” “wargasm,” “war all the time,” and so on. “Rock n’ roll is war,” said the band Frodus; but you know, it really isn’t. “Rock n’ roll is just rock n’ roll,” assessed AC/DC, somewhat more accurately, and, while not necessarily noise pollution, it is, in the estimation of the Archers of Loaf, “too bad that the music doesn’t matter.” Rock remains rock, war remains war, and, despite everything being subjective and meaning something else entirely from what it appears to under the tenets of post-modernity and end-of-historicism, the fact remains that having a lot of dead people is a terrible, terrible thing and having a lot of people voluntarily self-inducing hearing loss is a less terrible thing. Yes? We are all in agreement here?